Monday, June 12, 2017

Why Good Grammar in Law Really Doesn’t Matter

Besides baking (Once Upon a Time Bakery) and teaching
literacy (Qara Academy) and being an ND (Granny Good-Food), I love to study law
(Granny Good-Law). Today I will wear that hat.

My son recently got arrested in Austin at the Tech9 concert
at Emo's Music Venue. The facts of the arrest aside (which have merited an
entirely different letter to Attorney General Ken Paxton), you need to see
something in the paperwork that should make you afraid, very afraid, for the
future of liberty.

"I Promise [sic]
to make my personal appearance at the designated court indicated above for the
listed charge(s). I ackonwledge [sic] that failure to apper [sic] will result
in a warrant being issued for my arrest."

Once I wrote a check and made an error, so I scratched it
out. The bank clerk would not accept my check without me initialing my error. How
does the City of Austin make errors on a document of far more importance, one
that deprives a man of his God-given right to liberty, and then just scratch it
out in no less than TWO places? (4/27/00 and Total Days Credit) An Austin
policeman has said my son was drunk. After looking at this shoddy, erroneous,
illegible and illegal paperwork, I can’t help but wonder what these police
clerks were drinking.

If the City of Austin Police Dept. is not concerned about
rules of grammar, might they not care about the jot and tittles of law? As it
turns out, that is the case, indeed. The justice system has been bastardized
into big business, much like what Big Pharma has done to medicine; what Big Ag
has done to farming; and what Big Ed has done to the independent, intelligent
mind. Big Justice does not exist for keeping the peace and protecting the
public and securing restitution for victims; as journalist-political consultant
Scott Henson ("Grits for Breakfast") says, "You may beat the
rap, but you won't beat the ride."

Scott nailed it. Every ride generates income and job
security for cops, judges, prosecutors, lawyers, the infrastructure of
janitors, cooks, and clerks -- but beyond that, the system is so much more
corrupt than you can imagine, as you will see.

Two Important Lessons

How do we begin to understand the problem? By studying the nature of wealth.
First lesson: There Is No Money. Federal Reserve Notes are not money;
they are debt notes. The only wealth is the Human Soul. The Human Soul resides
in the Human Body and is kept alive with Human Blood. “The life is in the
blood,” we were told (Leviticus 17:11) so many years ago, and it’s still true
today.

Second lesson: There is no government, no Body Politick,
no We the People. There are only corporations. Your city, county, school
district, state, and federal government (Act of 1871) are corporations. You can
find their Dun and Bradstreet numbers. But corporations are fiction, and exist
on paper only. Corporations must, therefore, secure life from somewhere. You,
your flesh and blood, fund corporations. The 13th Amendment legally
made prisons the new plantation and corporations are the new massah. Man will
always make “legal” whatever abomination his collective counsels vote upon.
Bastiat, the 19th century French economist, taught us that man only
has two choices for providing his needs: work with his own efforts, or steal
from others, “legal plunder.”

As a prisoner, your sweat is used for corporate slave labor
by such as Dell, Victoria’s Secret, even Whole Foods. Prison labor is the
backbone of the economy and essential to corporate profits, and surely is not
one reason unemployment is high. Surely. In Lockhart, Texas, where I live, the
Economic Development Corporation boasts of the local prison having “500 male
and 500 female inmates ready to help with your business,” flaming the fire of
3.9 per cent unemployment rate for people of Caldwell County. Apparently, it’s
not the wetbacks taking our jobs; it’s prisoners.

Sweat Is Blood

The labor, i.e., sweat, taken from incarcerated slaves comes
from blood. Unlawful use of a man’s labor leads to chronic stress and higher
cortisol levels, which leads to catabolism of muscle and physical weakness;
higher glucose levels which can bring on diabetes; and higher blood pressure –
and early death. Unlawful slavery puts bloodguilt on all who touch the system:
something for cops, judges, and prison guards – and owners of stocks and
bonds – to weigh on their conscience. I can’t help but think that some
people’s health issues have a spiritual connection to what they do for a
paycheck or where they invest their money.

It is perhaps not coincidence that “stocks and bonds”
originally referred to stocks that prisoners would be confined in so that
people could throw rotten tomatoes at them. A “stockade” can be a reference to
a prison. Bonds are restraints like
shackles or handcuffs.

Today, “stocks and bonds” refer to financial investments but
is still reflective of the original meanings. One of the most lucrative stocks is
private prisons. Today’s (June 12) stock value of Corrections Corporation of
America is NYSE / CXW $31.07 – 0.55. But there is a problem with this
investment. There are just not enough robberies, murders, and social mayhem to
fill the private prisons, so what's a Revenue Enhancer, I mean, cop, to do?
Arrest, arrest, arrest. And the courts? Fine, fine, fine.

Profitability of the
Warrantless Arrest

The warrantless arrest was greatly feared by our
legal-minded forbears as having the most potential for abuse; today, it is the
sweet spot of Big Justice. Cops have become the judge, jury, and executioner on
the street. In the days of old, a warrantless arrest would land you in front of
a magistrate so that rogue or vindictive officers were held in check. No more.
You will be given a “citation” which you can fight some weeks later, when the
court’s agent takes the stand in his costume and swears that you were guilty.

Everyone is fair game for these profitable, warrantless
arrests, even children. Texas is infamous for its “School to Prison Pipeline.”
I’ve seen it for myself while doing court watching (it’s what Grammas who are
righteously indignant about corruption do in their spare time). It was in
Gonzales, Texas, and I saw child after child come up and get whacked with heavy
fines, and one could tell that these were not 90210 socio-economic kinds of
kids. The fines would probably go unpaid, meaning another court date, and
possibly incarceration for their guardians. Statewide, there were 59,054 non-traffic Class C misdemeanor cases filed
against juveniles in 2015-16, but the previous four years only saw 41,304
tickets and complaints. This includes children as young as 10-12 years old, for
behavior like spraying perfume on oneself in the classroom, offenses that would
formerly earn a trip to the Principal’s Office.

How many people on a given Saturday night are arrested with
a PI, held (read: unlawfully kidnapped), then given this piece of paper in lieu
of seeing a magistrate, in violation of Texas law? My guess, hundreds. How many
are denied due process? All of them. How much revenue does this bring to the
City of Austin when police disregard the law, not being slowed down by treating
each arrestee lawfully? My guess is, millions.

Misprisions of the Clerk

Now, for the top of the same paper. Here we have my son’s
name – misspelled. His address is wrong. So much for attention to detail,
precision, and caution when it comes to taking someone’s liberty. We’ll have
fun with the PI charge in a moment, but the most glaring trespass of justice is
the 0 after Citation #. This is a lie! They can call it a “Class C Misdemeanor
Release to Appear,” but it’s a citation! They must lie in order to
flaunt the law. The words “YOU MUST APPEAR” is a summons, and that makes this document
a citation.

Why do they not want to call it a citation? Because
according to Texas Code of Criminal Procedure, Art. 14.06(b), someone who has
been arrested on the charge of PI is not eligible for a citation, and must
be taken to a magistrate. So it can’t be called a Citation because that
would mean the City of Austin Police Dept. is committing a crime!

The charge is “PI.” What is that? Possibly, it refers to
Public Intoxication. But possibly, it could mean “Pending Investigation” or any
number of other meanings:

3.14159

Private Investigator

Pray Intrepidly

Piss Intelligently

Pakistani Immigrant

Police Ignorance

Pessary Implant

Porno Infections

Prosecutor Incontinence

Poop Intently

Pseudo Imagination

Chapter 49 of Title 10 of the Texas Penal Code, covers every
possible aspect of public intoxication. There are 3,666 words in this Chapter,
with twelve subsections and 102 possible violations. Which of those 102
violations does the City of Austin make a charge against him for?

The City of Austin’s police took the time to deprive Jared
of his liberty; legally they owed him due process. That due process
includes naming the exact charge and allowing him to see a magistrate, not just
flippantly and carelessly running another one through the system.

If they are too lazy, or rushed, or incompetent to do the
right thing, is that not a far greater crime than someone who has had a beer at
a bar? My son did not create a victim, either by harming himself or others or
property. It is the City of Austin Police Dept. that is creating the victim
when they falsely imprison and deprive people of liberty and employ clerks who
cannot do simple paperwork.

Conclusion

Good grammar is irrelevant when the goal is plundering the
people for revenue. If the City of Austin Police Dept. desires to arrest people
for breaking the law, they are morally obligated to obey the law themselves.

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Donna Voetee is a Doctor of Naturopathy and Counselor of Natural Health. She is the great- granddaughter of Grampa Owen, about whom she knows only two facts: he had lactose intolerance, and he was a country doctor who drove his black buggy around the backwoods of Little Rock, and often getting paid with chickens, fresh bread or moonshine.
She studied diabetes with Weimar Institute, women’s hormones and adrenal physiology. Donna has been a beautician, ham radio operator, literacy teacher, homeschool mom, health store owner, and author of books on grammar, politics, and health. Today she still writes and teaches, having forsaken the ham radio (she does no pork) and all hopes of ever cutting ladies’ hair just the way they like it.
As "Granny Good Food" at Facebook, she teaches parents to feed their children REAL FOOD for LIFE. Besides Michael, her steadfast groom since 1974, her heroes are Drs. Weston Price and Francis Pottenger.
"Granny" Donna ND teaches classes based on her work, Supermarket Survival, and would like nothing better than to thoroughly destroy any iota of trust you have in Big Pharma, vaccines, fluoride, margarine, and Diet Coke.